We met at a bar. I was attracted to him the minute I saw him. He was very sleek and sexy, and I was getting aroused just thinking about him. After about half an hour and 4 beers, he approached me. We then began to talk for a while about everything -- who I was and what I was about, and vice versa. By the time we were done talking, I was was too intoxicated to drive myself home. He offered me a ride and I agreed. The whole way home I kept glancing at him, my cunt pulsating at the thought of fucking him.

When we got to my house, I suggested he come in for a bit. He agreed, and followed me inside. The second he was inside, we sat on the sofa and all was going well, we were hillin' out maxin' relaxin' all cool. And all shooting some b-ball outside of the school, when a couple of guys who were up to no good started making trouble in my neighborhood I got in one little fight and my mom got scared she said 'You're movin' with your auntie and uncle in Bel-Air'

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